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Page 179
... hast done , Thou hast not done , For I have more . Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won Others to sin , and made my sin their door ? Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I did shun A year , or two : but wallowed in , a score ? When Thou ...
... hast done , Thou hast not done , For I have more . Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won Others to sin , and made my sin their door ? Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I did shun A year , or two : but wallowed in , a score ? When Thou ...
Page 255
... hast done despising , know that this , This contemned spark of fire , Hast burnt whole towns ; can burn a world entire . That crawling worm there see : Ponder how ugly , filthy , vile it is . When thou hast seen and loathed it , know ...
... hast done despising , know that this , This contemned spark of fire , Hast burnt whole towns ; can burn a world entire . That crawling worm there see : Ponder how ugly , filthy , vile it is . When thou hast seen and loathed it , know ...
Page 443
... hast not felt the lapse of hours . For what wears out the life of mortal men ? ' Tis that from change to change their being rolls : ' Tis that repeated shocks , again , again , Exhaust the energy of strongest souls , And numb the ...
... hast not felt the lapse of hours . For what wears out the life of mortal men ? ' Tis that from change to change their being rolls : ' Tis that repeated shocks , again , again , Exhaust the energy of strongest souls , And numb the ...
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Gay John 283285 | 50 |
Gray Thomas 292299 | 111 |
Griffin Bartholomew | 117 |
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